Bite Me Harder (Guardians of the Deep 2)

Chapter 19 – Sylvia

Sylvia had never been one for fighting, and the only time she’d ever been more scared than she was tonight was that evening on the barge. Yet, she had to admit to herself, seeing Coby pick that cop up like he weighed absolutely nothing and then throw him through that wooden shack like some useless sack of meat was invigorating. It excited her. It turned her on.

Now, as he soared through the ocean with her holding onto his fin, she gasped for air with each rise to the surface, and then closed her eyes as they glided through the dark ocean. The saltwater stung her eyes the one time she’d opened them, and she decided the feeling of being whisked away by her man was so amazing she needed to simply hold on and enjoy it

. The hardest part was figuring out what to do with her legs. This wasn’t a horse she could sit on properly with a saddle, and the speed at which he flew through the water nearly knocked her off a few times. His body was so massive she couldn’t fit her legs around him, so she had to hold onto his fin and pray to God if she fell off he’d notice and swing back around to get her before something else did.

Before something else does.

Fear had her gripping him so hard she was afraid her nails might puncture his skin, even though she knew that was highly unlikely. So many sharks and other creatures had to be swimming around her right now. Possibly even the sharks who’d attacked the barge. Bloodthirsty, ravenous beasts looking for their next snack, and here she was, a simple human woman, dangling from the side of a great white like some underwater parasite.

When will this fear go away? God, please, make it stop.

Here she was, clinging to the side of a shark shifter, falling in love with the man, and was probably as safe as any person in the world could be. Coby would never let anything happen to her. Yet, all she could feel was fear. She focused on Kalina’s words and remembered her promise that once she became like them all that fear would go away. Her people weren’t meant to be afraid. More than ever, she wanted to be like them, so she could focus on revenge instead of the absolute terror she felt every time she stepped close to the ocean. If she’d had enough time to argue with him, she would have turned Coby down on his offer to give her a ride to the island, but after seeing the fight with Kane, she was in a bit of a daze and had only nodded her head without giving it enough thought.

Coby towed her through the water, only rising to the top long enough for Sylvia to inhale, and then he sank back down below, probably only a few feet from the surface. Forcing all the negative thoughts from her mind, she tried to relax into the cool pressure of the water pressing against her body, and before she knew it, she was loving every minute of it. As the water rushed across her cheeks and pushed against her eyelids and moved through her dress, she imagined she too was a shark and that she was racing alongside him. They were a pair and he would always protect her.

The water was chilly at night and she tried to ignore what she knew could be a thousand eyes watching her in that dark pool all around her. Other sharks, whales, squids, snakes, and jellyfish could have been to the left of her, to the right of her, and definitely beneath her. Yet, she knew she was with one of the most feared predators in the ocean. Nobody and nothing fucked with a great white unless they or it had a death wish.

When they finally reached shallow water, Coby bucked her off and she fell to her knees in the muddy sand. She took a few steps forward and then fell again as she fought to find her footing after not needing any for so long. The first thing she noticed was that she wasn’t on the island with her friends. No cabins sat in the distance and no campfire was lit. It could have been another part of the beach, but she got the feeling they were in an entirely different place.

“Where are we?” she asked.

“The place where everything changes for you if you want it,” Coby said from behind her.

She turned to see him standing behind her, knee deep in the water, his cock dangling in the moonlight. Her eyes were drawn to it and her knees went weak as she thought about him being inside her again. Her mouth watered, and her eyes moved up his gorgeous body until she was staring into his face.

“What does that mean?” she asked.

“Be with me,” he said. “By with me, I mean be my mate. Be by my side forever.”

“Are you asking me to become…like you? Like a shark?”

“Yes,” he said.

If she stopped to think seriously about it, she might have said no, but her heart was doing the answering and she knew that even through his coldness and his inability to speak about his feelings and his reluctance to be human even when in human form, she was drawn to him like she’d never been with any other man in her life. Was it love? She didn’t think so. It couldn’t be. Not this early on, but there was something…something important…and it was strong enough to make her head nod yes when she knew she probably should have said no.

“Yes?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said again.

Then he was on her. As if she were another opponent of his in a blood match, his legs moved quickly through the water, shoving it out of his way with a loud sloshing as he stalked toward her. She had no time to react before he’d reached her and hoisted her into the air and up to where the tide was sliding up to reach the dry sand. There, in the low tide puddle, he spun her around so her back was to him, bent her over so that she was on her hands and knees, and reached up to the spaghetti strap shoulders of her drenched dress. In one quick jerk, he ripped the dress right down the middle. Her bra and panties were ripped free just as smoothly and before she knew it, she was completely naked on all fours.

“My clothes,” she said in panted breaths.

“You won’t need them anymore,” he said. “Not unless you want them.”

Sylvia gasped in anticipation, even hornier with the thought that she could be naked with him all the time if she wanted to be. She craved his cock and the way it stretched her open. No man had ever come even close to making her feel the way Coby did, and as his hands dug into the sides of her waist, she waited to feel him. Her eyes closed, and a smile formed on her lips as she waited, but then he did something she wasn’t expecting. His tongue entered her, sliding through her lips. She nearly fell on her face. She was so fucking turned on. This guy was an animal. He was her animal. When his teeth sunk into her she screamed. Her hand slapped the thin layer of water over the sand and she cried out in pain. He’d chomped down on her right pussy lip and the pain was immense.

“What the fuck!” she yelled.

“To be like me,” he said, “this is how it’s done. I claim you. Every inch of you. Do you want me to stop?”

“No,” she said, her voice shaky. “Keep going.”

His tongue soothed the hurt as it swirled around her, scooping up through her folds again, tonguing her pussy, and she knew he must have been sucking on the blood drawn from her. The deeper he went, the more her thighs quivered. Then he bit her left pussy lip and she cried out again.

“Fuck!”